Yuhi Shinku's face flushed red as he stammered for a long time before finally forcing out the words:
"The squad... wasn't at full strength... there were only... the three of us..."
"Wrong answer!" Feng Ya's tone did not waver in the slightest.
None of the three people on the ground was the brat he had seen in town.
That meant there were at least four of them.
He snorted coldly. A mechanism in the puppet's palm activated, and with a flash of cold light, a short blade shot out and plunged deep into Yuhi Kurenai's thigh!
"Ah..." Yuhi Kurenai, who had barely been clinging to life, let out a piercing scream as her body convulsed violently.
"Kurenai!!" Yuhi Shinku howled in heart-wrenching anguish.
His fists clenched tight, his teeth ground together, and veins bulged on his neck.
His murderous gaze remained fixed on Feng Ya.
"Oh my, what a terrifying look!"
Feng Ya mocked as gears turned inside the mechanical palm once more.
A gleaming blade slowly extended outward. This time, its tip was aimed at Yuhi Kurenai's abdomen.
"You know, I can't bear to hurt such a cute girl either."
"But this time, it won't be as simple as shooting her in the thigh."
Yuhi Shinku's cheeks twitched, his teeth grinding audibly.
His face was taut as his gaze shifted back and forth between his daughter and the puppet.
His eyes held sorrow, fury, and flashes of struggle that surfaced from time to time.
Uchiha Tetsuka, standing beside him, was filled with guilt. Seeing Feng Ya once again point his blade at Yuhi Kurenai,
he could only lower his head and cover his face helplessly, unable to bear watching what came next.
After the intense pain, Yuhi Kurenai instead felt her consciousness begin to blur, the pain gradually replaced